The Accidental Wealth

Chapter 45

Jackson took a sip of water, buying time.

Their food arrived, momentarily saving Jackson from having to respond. He dove into his chicken parmesan with gusto, hoping eating would give him time to think.

As they ate, Jackson's anxiety grew. He could feel Quantum Quill's presence in the back of his mind, urging him to complete the task. The pressure was unbearable.

Finally, after an eternity of small talk and awkward silence, He decided to bite the bullet. He set down his fork and took a deep breath.

"Olivia," he said, "I have a... weird question for you."

She looked up from her plate, curiosity evident in her eyes. "Oh? Do tell."

"It's kind of personal. And maybe it's a bit inappropriate for a first date. But..." He trailed off, unsure how to continue.

"Jackson," she said, her tone serious, "you've already asked me about my bra and panties, including size, type, and color. I'm not sure it gets much more personal or inappropriate than that."

"Right. About that. I'm a unique guy,